Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 270: Let go… let go… Hoyts voice cracked.

Despite being the illegitimate son, he had lived a life untouched by hardship.

His mother, Nova, though controlling, had never disciplined him beyond a slap.

He had never tasted real painuntil now.

Hoyt lashed out, his bravado crumbling.

If you dont let go, youll regret it! His threat fell from his lips like a brittle shield, hoping to stave off the torment.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Kellan casually reached for the baseball bat.

Oh, really? Kellan smirked, his tone as cool as winters edge.

You must understand the cost of trespassing better than I do.

Even if I put you six feet under, it wouldnt raise many eyebrows.

He pressed the bat against Hoyts forehead with deliberate slowness, like a predator savoring the moment before the kill.

Shall we see who blinks first? Hoyts chest tightened with fear, breath escaping him in shallow, uneven gasps.

His body trembled violently.

I… I didnt mean it, he stammered, barely holding onto his composure.

Kellans reputation preceded hima man as wild as a storm at sea.

You could never predict when he would capsize your world.

And Hoyt, already drowning in fear, knew this was no idle threat.

Desperate, Hoyt turned his eyes toward his mother.

help me! His voice cracked like a

face hardened at the sight of her son

line, not in

was a show of dominance, not

only being on his

he had been

her voice a calculated mix

know youve harbored resentment

stepping into your mothers place, and for that, I

one to rely on, we never

against the wall, feigning frailty, her voice trembling with

eyes, casting her

is still your

is thicker

anyone deserves your anger,

with martyrdom, playing the part of the

more word from Kellan would have her on her knees, begging for

Kellans gaze never wavered.

I dont dare? Nova dared

Kellan was being

change his

it take for you to let

what the one involved wants, Kellan said, glancing at

as dark and unreadable as the depths of

wasnt against me, Kellan said, pressing the bat harder against Hoyts forehead,

was Allison

from him like

looked every bit the

the other hand,

a soft, almost disarming smile,

type, she said, her tone

probably just needs